Norma Egan - The curious maid

"Very nice," he said. "You understand, Michelle, I had to be sure they were real?"

"Oh, yes, sir," Michelle squeaked.

She didn't really know what she was saying. She was hardly conscious of anything except for the hot burning lust that was building up in her pussy. She could feel the first ticklish trickle of juice from her cunt, the swelling of her pussy lips. Oh; God,

how this man excited her. Still grinning at her, he slipped a hand over one of her breasts and gently squeezed it.

"Ohhhhhhh!" Michelle moaned, dosing her eyes.

"You're sensitive there?" he asked softly. "You like it when I touch your tit?"

"Y-Yes," Michelle gasped.

He bent down and flicked her nipple with the tip of his tongue, back and forth, quickly working into a brisk lashing motion. Michelle moaned with pleasure and creamed right through the crotch of her panties. She lay on the bed, Jay crouched over her, and let him do whatever he wanted. She was ready.

He licked her nipple a moment or so, then fingered her thick honey-blonde hair. "This color is for real?" he said.

"Oh, yes," said Michelle. "I've never dyed it."

He gave a soft chuckle. "I just have to make sure," he said.

She felt him unzipping her shorts.

This is it, she thought. She certainly wasn't going to stop him, so unless something else interfered, she was going to get laid. She was finally going to find out how it felt to fuck. She was going to feel a cock inside her cunt for the first time. Her heart pounded, and she couldn't decide if she was aroused or afraid-but she knew she was going to go through with it, no matter what.

"Raise your butt a little, honey," Jay said gently

She did, and he slipped both her shorts and her panties down to her thighs. She felt his hot moist breath on her little golden muff, but she was too

shy to open her eyes and watch. At least he knew now that she was a real blonde. She felt him petting the small puff of curls, and she was sure his breathing was getting louder and faster.

"You want to ball, Michelle?" he said at last.

She was a little disappointed. She hadn't expected such a direct and crude proposition from a man famous for romantic parts in movies. But since she was determined to lose her virginity with Jay Sommers and might not get another chance, she forced herself to open her eyes, look at him, and nod.

"Y-Yes, sir," she said timidly.

"Good," he said with a grin. "Help me get these trunks off, and we can probably rip off a quickie before Kristi gets out of the shower."

That certainly didn't sound very romantic, but Michelle did as he asked, helping to pull down his wet swim trunks. They were so tight, it wasn't easy, but at last they were down to his ankles and he was stepping out of them. Her eyes were riveted to his cock. It was hard and stiff, hugging his belly, the little slit mouth already drooling bright bubbles of juice. Michelle moaned softly and felt another hot rush of cream from her cunt. -

"Just lie back, baby," Jay said, crouching over her. "Take it easy. You're trembling."

No wonder-she was about to lose her cherry. She wondered if she should tell Jay that, but she decided he'd be contemptuous. She should probably act like she had experience. She was sure he had no time for amateurs. She smiled and tried to look calm as he lay down on her.

"I'm really hot for you, doll," he sighed,

working his erect cock between her legs. Since he hadn't fully removed her shorts and panties, it was a tight fit.

She felt the silky hot rod sliding between her thighs, the hard knobby head pressing against her tender pussy, seeking out her cunt. She showed him the way with a sudden uncontrollable gush of cunt cream, she was so excited. Jay grunted and pushed just the very tip of his cock into her tiny cunt mouth, penetrating her maybe half an inch.

"Holy Christ, you're tight," he said wonderingly. "You haven't seen much action, have you, honey?"

"Jay, I-" Michelle began.

She was about to tell him, after all, that she was a virgin, but just then both heard the shower stop running. Then they heard Kristi's voice:

"Hey, Jay, bring me my drink, will you?"

"Oh, hell," Jay sighed. He whispered to Michelle, "You better split, honey, and we'll get it on some other time. She'll be coming out of there any second."

"Yes, Jay," Michelle said gloomily.

As she left the room, he picked up the two drinks and walked into the bathroom. He was naked, his erect prick wagging heavily before him, and Kristi was sure to be buck naked, too, having just stepped out of the shower. They'd make love.

"SHIT," said Michelle.

It was the second time that day she'd sworn, but then it had been that kind of day. There she was standing in the hall with an aching, swollen, horny pussy, left high and dry, while the man she wanted was almost certainly balling somebody else.

Damn it, it just wasn't fair.

She'd been very brave to go this far, she thought, to make up her mind to fuck-and now her bravery hadn't been rewarded. It didn't seem right at all. There had to be some compensation. And then she thought of what it might be. Some kinky little thing to reward herself, some other way of getting off.

Michelle reddened as she thought of it: there was no reason why she couldn't sneak into Kristi's room and deliberately spy while Kristi and Jay fucked.

It was a wicked idea, and it could get her into big trouble, but she knew she was going to do it. If she couldn't have Jay, she could at least have the thrill of watching him, and she could jerk off and get some relief while she watched. Yes, she'd spy.

She looked around the hall, saw no one, and then opened the door to Kristi's room without making a sound. She crept inside and closed the door but didn't lock it-she might have to make a quick exit. As she'd hoped, the connecting door was ajar and she could see right into Jay's room. She stood in the shadows waiting, and presently Jay and Kristi came out of the bathroom.

Jay had his arm around the tall redhead's waist and was trying to kiss her, but she was pouting and pushing him away. His cock was still rock-hard and drooling. He was obviously very horny and would have fucked any woman available, but Kristi just happened to be the one.

"Oh, come on, baby, just a quickie," he begged.

"Jay, I just had a shower," Kristi complained, "and I'm hungry. I wanta get dressed and go have

some breakfast. We can ball later. I just don't feel like it right now." -

"I don't feel like it," Jay imitated her in a shrill whining tone. "Well, baby, that's just too damned bad.' I on1y brought you up here for one reason, and you know fucking well what that reason was. If you're not gonna put out, I can send you back to LA on the next plane."

"Oh, you wouldn't do that," she said coldly. "Then you wouldn't have anybody at all."

"Don't be too sure," he said with a grin. "There's plenty of cute little maids in this hotel who want a lot more than my autograph. I know for a fact that there's one I can have in a minute."

Michelle's cheeks burned. At least he had the decency not to mention her name, but it was still pretty embarrassing to hear herself talked about like some slut. Maybe she should think twice before going to bed with Jay. But if she felt embarrassed, Kristi felt furious. The redhead's face flamed, and she almost yelled at Jay.

"Oh, yeah?" Kristi said furiously. "Well, in that case, you prick, I'm not leaving. You won't get a chance to cheat on me."

"Fine," said Jay. "So get on that bed and put out-or else I send you home."

Kristi looked ready to cry. "You always get your way, don't you?" she said sullenly. "All right, I won't argue with you any longer. But as soon as we finish, I want something to eat."

"I got something for you to eat right here, baby," Jay laughed, lewdly wagging his erect cock at her.